Douluo: time travel, I became Tang San

Chapter 101 Fighting between Dragon and Tiger

Fu Xinyi nodded slightly and was about to speak when her eyes suddenly focused on the fourth-grade screen, and her pretty face became serious.

"That wind is thousands of miles away"

"It seems that we are planning to decide the outcome."

boom!

The two violent soul powers struck together like a torrent. The simple straight knife and the cyan hurricane fan slashed together, causing sparks to splash and ripples to appear in the void.

The huge counter-shock caused the figures of Tang San and Feng Wanli to fly backwards. With each step, a half-finger footprint appeared on the hard stone surface under their feet. It can be seen that both sides were using their own strength at this time.

To the extreme.

boom.

Feng Wanli stamped his foot violently, causing cracks on the stone surface under his feet. At this time, his face no longer had the calm smile before, but became a little expressionless, and at the same time, his pupils were still beating a little.

of evil spirit.

This also creates anger.

Tang San's tenacity was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Previously, both sides had used almost all their methods, and they were merciless in their attacks, both of which were extremely ferocious. However, although this mutual attack caused some injuries to both sides, it was not enough to determine the outcome.

So Feng Wanli understood that he had to break the deadlock.

Otherwise, as time goes by, his soul power will begin to be consumed a lot, and the power of his killing move will also begin to weaken.

"Tang San, you are very powerful."

Feng Wanli's blood-stained palm slowly grasped the handle of the hurricane fan, and his voice became cold: "But in this decisive battle, I will definitely win."

Tang San didn't answer, because it was meaningless. The final victory or defeat did not depend on words.

However, he could feel that the soul power in Feng Wanli's body was violently agitated at this time, which made him understand that Feng Wanli was probably going to use his real trump card.

So he held the ivory straight knife tightly, the soul power in his body began to flow, and his body became tense accordingly.

Feng Wanli didn't say too much nonsense. He stretched out his finger, and a wisp of wind blade passed by, and blood suddenly dripped from his fingertip.

His fingers quickly traced the cyan hurricane fan in his hand, and blood appeared, and it seemed that there was a blood-red line emerging on the surface of the fan.

Woohoo!

There was a strong wind blowing between heaven and earth.

The rocks on the top of the mountain were all rolled up at this time.

The faint shadow of the Wind Spirit that appeared on Feng Wanli's body also turned into a wisp of blue smoke and fell down, entrenching itself on the blue hurricane fan.

Suddenly the hurricane fan in Feng Wanli's hand seemed to become like jade.

His hand holding the hurricane fan trembled slightly, as if he was bearing some extremely heavy weight.

But in the end, he held the hurricane fan and fanned it down hard.

Woo!

The wind energy between heaven and earth turns into a violent wind and sweeps in, and green light spurts out from the hurricane fan, rolling up the billowing wind energy, and then quickly compresses and condenses it.

Ten breaths later, green light rose into the sky. At this moment, there was actually the faint sound of dragon roars, and the entire sky seemed to be shaking violently at this moment.

And Tang San's pupils suddenly tightened at this moment.

That dragon roar is the dragon soul beast's ten thousand year soul bone skill!

A look of solemnity flashed across Tang San's eyes. The ten-thousand-year soul skill can only be used by the fifth ring of the Soul King. Under the soul king, it is extremely difficult to use it. After all, it is just a ten-thousand-year soul skill.

The kind of soul power required consumes a lot.

Although his fourth soul skill, Blue Silver Blessing, is also a ten-thousand-year soul skill, it only touches it. Feng Wanli's soul bone skill is estimated to be bestowed by a dragon-type soul beast that is more than 20,000 years old.

But now, Feng Wanli has unleashed it.

Buzz!

The blue light continued to vibrate in the mid-air.

And within that blue light is a blue heavy gun. The heavy gun is suspended in the void. Every vibration will cause a circle of energy ripples to ripple in the void, and an inexplicable heavy pressure will be emitted.

come out.

Tang San looked at the cyan, simple and heavy spear, thinking that this move must be Feng Wanli's most powerful killing move.

"Tang San, Xuanyuan Kong was defeated by this move of mine. If you can take it, why not give up the chief position of the fourth grade to you?"

Feng Wanli's expression was cold and solemn, and then he suddenly fanned down the cyan hurricane fan in his hand.

"Wind Dragon Right Arm Bone, Wind Xiao Dragon Breath Spear!"

"go!"

As Feng Wanli shouted loudly, the heavy cyan gun with a halo blooming in the air suddenly shot out, a cyan trace was torn into the void, and an extremely shocking wave rose into the sky.

The ear-piercing sonic boom resounded throughout the sky.

Tang San looked at the shocking cyan rainbow, and his figure immediately retreated.

His face was full of solemnity, and Feng Wanli's offensive made him feel an extremely dangerous aura.

Ordinary means may not be able to stop it.

But fortunately, he is not completely without the power to contend.

As Tang San retreated violently, he glanced at the ivory straight knife in his hand, then with a look of determination in his eyes, he put it away decisively and replaced it with his Clear Sky Hammer, which only had a black soul ring.

"Ten Thousand Years Soul Skill, Dark Demon Evil God Hammer."

The Dark Demon Evil God Hammer comes with four levels of abilities, but this power is extremely overbearing. When Tang San activated it, the skin and muscles of both arms were torn in an instant. That was because his physical body could not fully withstand the Dark Demon.

The power of the Evil God Tiger Soul Ring.

Wind, thunder, space, evil, four forms.

Tang San had never tried it, but he was prepared for it.

Moo!

The moment Tang San activated the wind and thunder together, it seemed as if an ancient tiger's roar resounded through his body, and then, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

Because he felt an extremely terrifying force pouring crazily into his arms from the Clear Sky Hammer.

The tearing pain broke out instantly.

It felt as if ancient giant tigers were galloping along the meridians in his arms. Along the way, even the flesh and blood were trampled to pieces.

Tang San lowered his head, and he could see the flesh and blood on his arms beginning to crack.

The blood was pouring down and looked extremely horrific.

This is the arrogance of using two elements together. With Tang San's current physical strength, he simply cannot bear it. If it continues, both his arms will explode into a ball of blood foam.

Looking at the tragic situation on his arm, Tang San's expression was solemn, but he did not panic.

Because this was expected.

He couldn't increase the strength of his physical body in a short period of time, but he had other means.

hiss.

Tang San took a deep breath of the blood-smelling air, and then quickly displayed the soul skills he had prepared long ago.

"Blue silver right leg bone."

"Wild fire, in spring."

This is the method Tang San used to check and balance.

Since the physical body cannot bear it, then strengthen the recovery power. As long as the recovery is fast enough, the arms will naturally be able to bear it.

Tang San lowered his head and looked at his arms, only to see countless threads of cyan soul power spreading through the flesh and blood. These cyan soul powers penetrated the flesh and blood, connecting the flesh and blood that were about to collapse.

At the same time, the recovery effect brought about by the spring breeze began to quickly repair the tears between muscles.

Tang San's arms, which were dripping with blood and about to be broken, actually began to stabilize themselves forcefully.

But it still looks a bit miserable, like a rag doll that has been sewn together with rough techniques.

But this is already the limit of what Tang San can do.

Moreover, this is the best result because he can swing the hammer.

Tang San raised his head, looking at the cyan gun rainbow that was rapidly enlarging in his pupils, expressionlessly raising the ancient Clear Sky Hammer stained with blood in his hand, and then slammed it down.

You have the dragon bone technique, and I have the tiger ring technique.

Let's see who can stand at the end!

Killing like crazy

(End of chapter)